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Persephone » C. Anne Bennet (

_persephone) wrote in

myth_swim,
@ 2009-09-26 23:51:00

Entry tags:

complete, hades, persephone

Hades and Kore: First Meeting
Who: Hades and Kore
What: A coincidental run-in, right before Hades goes to petition Zeus for one of his daughters
Where: Olympus
When: Morningish, sometime between the Bronze and Heroic Ages
Rating: PG
Status: Complete

The morning was pleasant, a picturesque scene among the clouds on Mount Olympus, the heavenly abode of the Olympians. The sun had risen several hours before, and most of the gods had departed on their celestial steed-drawn chariots, though they'd hastily return at the behest of their Thundering King.

The Spring Goddess had managed to escape the confinement of the Sicilian fields that morning, much as she was certain it would displease her mother, through no small amount of trickery. Flowers in her long, dark tresses, and a diadem of them atop her head, she walked through the courtyards silently, listening carefully, taking in each detail, eager to keep quiet lest she get caught, pleased with the tricks and stealthiness she'd learned from Hermes and Artemis, not a single rustling sound coming from her pale violet chiton. It was as if she was on her own hunt, a hunt for independence, for freedom, for time out from under the watchful eye of her mother and the nymphs, however short-lived it might be.

It was a pleasant place, far from the giggling laughter of the nymphs and dryads -- there was only so much of that that Kore could stand. And besides, they did not understand her macabre sense of humor or rejoinders laced with irony. Pity. Her mother would have gotten her chiton in quite a twist over it, too, if she knew what Kore was thinking half the time. Really, because trying to live up to the expectations of flowery naive virginity was not difficult enough without having to listen to a bunch of giggling girls.

Setting those thoughts aside, and focusing instead on where she was, on her surroundings, on going from behind one column to the next, she continued in her stealthy pursuit, a smile spreading across her lips. Well, this was a pleasant departure from the doldrums that were the fields. Not that she couldn't appreciate the scenery or greenery, but she needed to see something else every once in a while.

A sound made her pause, close to the throne room. Practically holding her breath, she stayed flush against a column, perfectly silent. It had not been any of the rowdier gods, not Apollo or Ares, wasn't the characteristic gait of Hephaestus, did not sound like the heavenly queen or the hearth goddess, was not quick or subtle enough to be the messenger god. A breeze blew, causing her chiton to flutter slightly, and she grabbed the violet fabric the instant she realized it. She closed her eyes, inhaling. It was not the huntress, not the goddess of wisdom, or -- she let out her breath, softly -- her mother. She opened her eyes, looking about, moving around the column slowly.

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hades_
2009-09-27 04:27 am UTC (link)

It was not often that the King of the Dead climbed from the depth of the Underworlds to the top of Olympus to partake, in well, anything really. Hades hated the court, hated the fake smiles of his sisters and brothers who would just as easily like to forget about him. The pretence made his skin crawl, not to mention it was all just to bright.

And yet, here he was. The darkness and death still clinging to him like a cloak. His features, which where not that different from his bright brothers and sisters, seemed darkened by their time under the surface. But despite his displeasure of being here it was still nice to be away from some of the more increasingly annoying things, particularly the one that had taken up residence in his bed. The nymph would have to be dealt with sooner or later, but hopefully the meeting with his youngest brother would prove to be the end of that. And after all Zeus did owe him this. It was only fair that he had a Queen for his domain as well; because, after all, the underworld was not the hoping singles scene one might expect. The corned or Hades mouth turned into a cruel smirk at his own thought, because it is exactly what you would expect and that was why his bed lay empty most nights.

A noise caught Hades attention, it was not much of a noise but it was there, the soft exhale of a held breath. Had there been any other soul near the thorn room he would not of been able to hear it. But it was there “Who is there?” he called out, not in a yell but his voice was forceful “Show your self.” After all Hades was not one who took kindly to being spied on.

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_persephone
2009-09-27 04:47 am UTC (link)

Her brows came together slightly at the sound. She'd been heard. The spring goddess could have cursed, but there something about the voice-- she couldn't recall having heard it, but it was an inexplicably pleasant sound. She shook her head slightly, her lips quirking up for some reason she couldn't explain.

She came out from behind the column, leaning out slightly at first, then stepping forward, dark eyes looking at him. He was tall, handsome, much like her father and the Sea King, but with a certain darkness about him, a near morbidity, a complexity she couldn't begin to describe, but for some reason, made her heart race.

She curtsied when she realized who he was.

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hades_
2009-09-27 05:00 am UTC (link)

Hades was not sure what he was expecting, perhaps the Trickster God lurking about setting a trap, perhaps even Ares doing what ever it is that Ares does now a days. But Hades was not expecting this, a girl, a child sneaking around in a pale chiton. He did not recognize her, but that was noraml it seemed everytime he came above that everyone had had a little of children, hedidn’t even bother to keep track any more.

Hades met the grils dark eyes, and he found a megivious in them he did not expect. But he liked it. And as he really looked at her he became taken with her, she was beautiful. Dark hair and darker skin then most, with a slight frame he could not help but drink in her exotic looks with his eyes. But it did not show on the Kings face.

“Who are you?”

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_persephone
2009-09-27 05:19 am UTC (link)

Kore would have objected to that, would have said that she was most certainly not a girl, not a child -- that's what her mother would have called her, why she still tried to keep the spring goddess under her thumb, always a watchful eye over her. But that was another matter.

"I'm Kore," she said, a smile finding its way to her lips as she looked at him. She could have looked at him forever, striking brown eyes, russet hued hair, aura of darkness that drew her in, captivating her. But there was no long pause between her words, no prolonged stare.

"And you?" she asked, almost coyly. It was a formality. She knew exactly who he was -- otherwise, she wouldn't have curtsied -- but this was part of that silly game of introductions that seemed to have become part of the accepted social norm. Silly, really.

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hades_
2009-09-27 05:31 am UTC (link)

“Kore?” he half asked “That must be terribly irritating, to be referred to as a child for the rest of your existence. Your mother must be excruciatingly protective” He mused darkly, not much thinking about the fact that he might offend her. Hades didn’t often think if things where socially acceptable or not, often just saying what was on his mind. Most likely why he was often alone, not that he minded being alone mind you.

But as she asked who he was he could not help but quirk an eyebrow, he leaned forward, his face at her level and very close. “That, my dear, is something you already know the answer to.” He paused “Don’t play their games,” he warned “or you may never shed the roll of ‘child’.”

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_persephone
2009-09-27 06:31 am UTC (link)

The dark musing was somewhat surprising, the sort of thing Kore had only ever heard in her own head. It was, for lack of a better word, refreshing. "You really have no idea," she said, slight irritation coming into her voice at the thought, though it was short-lived, quickly concealed. "She couldn't have fathomed something more juvenile and whiny sounding, apparently," she added, quirking her own brow up.

She blinked, proximity making her breath catch. Her mother would be horrified at the closeness, but Kore was quite -- well, not. "Thank you, but at this rate, looks like I'll be confined to it for eternity, that horrible mantle of daughterliness clinging to me," she said, dryly, her voice soft because he was close. "I am never alone. I'm only here now because I'm hiding -- my mother would have me off in Enna, away from the rest, with those trite nymphs." She paused. "So, you see, I do the best that I can, majesty." A half-smirk, half-smile found its way to her lips -- after all, the present situation was much better than where she otherwise would have been on that day.

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hades_
2009-09-27 10:20 pm UTC (link)

Hades watched her face carefully, watched her stunning features briefly show their displeasure, the irritation edging her voice. She was beautiful, and for just a second Hades could see her clear as day, her on a dark throne next to him. Her dark eyes set but he could see her lips curl into a smile as she put her hand in his. He could not help but smile as he straighter.

“Well, Kore, I will tell you what the Witch tell me. We make our own destiny.” He could not help but reach out and touch her, fingers bushing her cheek as he tucked a dark curl behind her ear. And in that moment he knew he would ask his brother for her.

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_persephone
2009-09-27 11:10 pm UTC (link)

The touch was unexpected, and had she not stopped herself, Kore would have reached up with her hand in a daze. But she didn't, held back by some sense that it wasn't what she was supposed to do. She wasn't supposed to be dazed, captivated, her breath catching at his close proximity. It was all wrong. Her sister had tried to get her to join her huntresses -- that's what she was going to do -- not this -- whatever this was. And yet, as he smiled, her half-smirk became a smile to match. "You should smile more often," she said, before she could think on the words, though she'd be thinking on them later, thinking on what he'd said, turning it all over in her head.

A subtle noise brought her mind back to their surroundings, however, startling her. Dark eyes scanned the room, reluctantly leaving his for a moment before returning. "I should probably go." She paused, a half-moment of debate before she tiptoed, placing a kiss on his cheek.

"Thank you," she said, softly, before pulling away, turning to leave quickly, skirt of her chiton billowing behind her.

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